Really exactly what usually happens. Also I question my cat's sense of survival sometimes staying outside while it pours!

My little home

Lies on these tumbleling hills

Drenched once more

With fog and rain

Once more again


Waking up to

Dawn's early light

And last night's cold

Blending in with

The gentle morning breeze


The smell of rain

Fresh on our grass

And twice unfortunately

On our cats


Clouds roll across

The seemingly sad

And gray sky


Chased on

By the rays of the sun

Then fighting furiously

To dominate our morning roof


Once more

My hometown

Of Seattle

Is waking up again